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Vor 2 Tagen · William Barnes and Dame Edith Sitwell. Released On: 07 Jul 2024. Available for 28 days. Daljit Nagra finds another rich highlight from the BBC's poetry archive. Read more.
Vor 4 Tagen · The source material for this, his second opera, is The English Eccentrics by British author Edith Sitwell – who was, like the composer, quite the eccentric herself. Published in 1933, this collection of anecdotes about Regency-period oddballs of the first order was adapted by librettist Geoffrey Dunn.
Vor 4 Tagen · But Williamson’s delightfully inventive, mercurial score which borrows from all kinds of sources and Geoffrey Dunn’s sharp-witted libretto, based on Edith Sitwell’s 1933 anecdotal book – she a consummate eccentric herself – combine for an unforgettable peep into not only the lives of so-called eccentrics but the perplexity ...
Vor 17 Stunden · Maya Angelou used to rent out a hotel in every town she lived, paying by the month, writing during the day, and sleeping at home in her own bed at night. The British poet Edith Sitwell was rumored to lie in an open casket each morning before beginning her day’s writing. Dan Brown insists on keeping an exercise frame handy so that whenever he ...
Vor 4 Tagen · There was also huge snobbery: on meeting DH Lawrence, Edith Sitwell wrote that he was “like a plaster gnome on a stone toadstool in some suburban garden”. Against this stood writers such as Richard Sudell, who argued: “We all desire a more beautiful world, a world which will inspire us to do better and nobler things.” In a fascinating new study of Sudell and suburban gardens, Behind ...
Vor 5 Tagen · Produktbeschreibung. Orpheus: der erste Sänger, der Erfinder der Musik, der in der Trauer über den Tod Eurydikes die Kraft findet, die Götter der Unterwelt herauszufordern ? und scheitert. Wie ist sein Gang in die Unterwelt erzählt worden? Wie wurde sein verbotener Blick zurück verstanden?
Vor 2 Tagen · The Fan. Lovely Semiramis. Closes her slanting eyes: Dead is she long ago. From her fan, sliding slow, Parrot- bright fire 's feathers, Gilded as June weathers, Plumes bright and shrill as grass. Twinkle down; as they pass. Through the green glooms in Hell. Fruits with a tuneful smell, Grapes like an emerald rain, Where the full moon has lain,
